Ezra lets Sabine go

Mere seconds before explosion, Ezra released Sabine.

Withdrawing from her completely, he stood up, went to prepare breakfast and perform final checks.

Sabine slept on, her heart rate slowing but her insides irreversibly coiled.

xxx

Sabine's eyes fluttered open. It took her a few moments to remember were she was. Her eyes widened with realisation.

She had slept with Ezra last night. He'd had his hands on her BODY.

Shooting to her feet, Sabine slammed her hands across her body, scanning the Phantom desperately for the Jedi. When she realised he wasn't there, the Mandalorian began to relax, the blush partially fading from her cheeks.

As she padded from the ship and onto the soft ground, Sabine couldn't rid herself of that unusually sensation coursing through her body. There was something inside her, pent up, preventing her muscles from relaxing. It felt like she needed to-

But no. It couldn't be. How was that possible?

xxx

Ezra looked up and grinned as the dirty, naked girl stepped out of the shuttle, shuffling towards him and avoiding eye contact. She dropped down opposite him, arms firmly across her chest.

"The ship looks good to go, I don't think we should hang around here longer than we need to."

"E-Ezra." A small voice escaped her lips. "D-do you have any food?"

Her stomach rumbled loudly. All the fight that had been present in the nude rebel the previous night had abandoned her. Ezra handed her portion of rations over to her, which she snatched from him and retreated into a ball to eat them.

Ezra couldn't help noticing that Sabine continued to twitch while she ate, her thighs instinctively rubbing together, a deep blush prominent on her face. Her body was suspended on the very edge of an orgasm, Ezra having managed to lock her loins in place, with only one way to release them.

When she was finished, Sabine retreated inside the ship and slipped into the pilot's seat. The sooner she could get back to her room on the Ghost, the better.

xxx

"This is Phantom to the Ghost. Do you read me?"

Hera frowned. Sabine's voice sounded strained and breathless. The Phantom was also flying very wayward, as though the young pilot was distracted by something.

"We read you, Sabine. Are you alright?"

"Yeah! I'm f-fine!" came Sabine unconvincing reply.

Hera heard the shuttle dock and went out to meet the returning Spectres.

xxx

Sabine stood on shaking legs as Ezra opened the hatch.

"Ezra, please," she begged. "Please, PLEASE, give me your jacket. I-I can't go down there like...this."

Her body was coiled tight. It had been all morning, distracting her mind and making flying almost impossible.

Neither of them has mentioned her clothes, or more like her lack of. But Sabine had **** but to bring it up now.

"Please, Ezra!" she begged. Sabine could hear Hera moving around below them...she couldn't allow the Twi'lek to see her like this! "I'll...I'll do anything. Just please don't make me go down there...naked." The last word came out barely more than an croak. She knew Ezra had seen every inch of her naked body. Surely he wouldn't make her show it off to everyone else?

Ezra studied the shivering, humiliated, and frustrated girl carefully. Her feet continued to twitch, her legs were restless and her arms growing weak after spending so long hiding her breasts. She was dirty, terrified, utterly helpless...and the most beautiful thing Ezra had ever seen.

He considered his jacket. It would fit nicely around those bare shoulders. But then again, he'd be pretty cold without it...